Godslayer and Kinslayer

The Dagger of Chael the Godslayer

Chael was a mage before the Fall of Tilbury. He had once had a small fortress to himself, but was ousted due to his cruel practices. Those who forced him to leave worshipped a primary god, who was said to have shielded the people from his magic. He cursed the god and its people as he wandered away from civilization.
While wandering around the present-day Wastes, he discovered a peculiar weapon sheathed in corrupted flesh. The weapon appeared to be a scythe blade with no handle, and, being a mage, he could sense the innate power of the weapon.

Chael dedicated every waking hour thereafter to studying the scythe and became obsessed with its secrets. Eventually, the scythe also dominated his dreams. In his sleeping state, Chael was able to make many strides by mentally analyzing the data he had gathered while awake. He began to sense another presence in his mind, who he believed to be the scythe itself. It spoke to him in hoarse riddle-whispers about its power.

Chael heard the scythe's call to travel closer to the mountains, where the scythe could be remade. He eventually found an exposed lava lake and spent the next month digging out a trench for the lava to flow so that he could harness its power. With a small pool all to himself, chael dropped the scythe within. A year was spent waiting as the scythe softened, its extreme power resisting the intense heat. All the while, Chael conversed with the spirit of the scythe. When the wait was over, Chael forced the softened scythe to take the shape of a curved dagger with his magic.


A feeble man with dark, scorched flesh, a hoarse voice, and tattered robes walked through the city of his enemy unmolested and pitied by its citizens. He stood before the large granite statue of their god, and onlookers all believed he would kneel to ask for the god's blessing. To the surprise of all, the man threw his hood back, revealing the barely-recognizable face of the cruel mage Chael. Chael drew a black blade from his robes and sprinted up the steps to the arms of the statue of their god. Guards yelled and began to advance on him, but Chael was already upon the statue and had climbed to its breast. With a mad look in his eyes, he gave a loud laugh of glee and plunged the evil blade into the statue. Immediately, an eruption of power came from the statue, tearing Chael apart and ripping away his robes. Nothing was left of him but tatters of cloth and the dagger buried in the statue. The people looked with horror as the statue itself began to bleed, forever staining the stone.

No soul could remove the dagger from the statue, and the granite refused to be chipped away whether by might or magic. The people became consumed in sorrow, for the god would no longer answer their prayers. The city was later swallowed up in a war and forgotten, as no one could live in that haunted place.




The False Godslayer, "Kinslayer"

Stories of the godslaying dagger of Chael spread like wildfire in the time before the Fall. Few believed the tale, but the thought enticed many with its power. Another story began to circulate closer to the midlands of modern Tyrvold and the Mearc that there was a lepper merchant who claimed the carry the dagger.

No one could find this lepper merchant, and many dismissed the rumor altogether, until the very merchant walked into a township. He spoke to no one, though he was quickly hailed by a few of the people. He quietly purchased a room for the night at the inn despite his visit being at midday. He sat inside the inn and did naught but sip at his ale while a crowd gathered around him. By nightfall, a dozen visitors from neighboring villages came to the inn to try to get the merchant to speak. The merchant retired to his room and the crowd gathered around his door but dispersed as the hour neared midnight. That night, the merchant was murdered and none of his belongings were found.

A week later, guards were deployed to one of the nearby villages as no one came and no one returned despite there being several regular runs to the village. The guards found the entire village murdered and every body accounted for. No dagger was ever found, though similar instances began to spring up around the countryside.








The truth behind the legend: The Godslayer was (is) the Scythe of a Death God. It's 'spirit' was (is) the Death God itself. The Kinslayer was (is) a Daemon in disguise, one of the few who escaped capture, who is spending its time corrupting humans, spreading chaos and grief to attract Kar'Kaish as it waits for the return of more Daemons.

Chaos, the wastes were no where near similar to the 'present-day' wastes, until AFTER the Fall...

MN, at first I was like "... What are you talking about?" Then I saw what was confusing you. I didn't mean "Present-Day Wastes, but Pre-Fall", I meant "Area of what is presently called the Wastes" since we can only really relate it to the present.

This is like a rough first draft I was toying with, so that confusing will be fixed when I get around to editing this.

Any comments now that that's figured out?

It's definitely an interesting bit of lore... probably worth a plot arc or two, I'd say tuck it away as a 'Canon, but generally unacknowledged,' until such a time as it becomes relevant.